The entire altar was perfectly square, carved from a single enormous bloodstone, floating motionlessly in the void.
Upon the altar, countless blood-red chains shuttled through the void, all locking down an ancient sword atop the altar.
Its design was antique and its patterns numerous. Every line resembled a blood groove, filled with an eerie yet vast aura.
Only two ancient Dao characters were engraved upon the hilt: Avici.
It was an extremely ancient script that Ye Xiwen had never seen before. Yet when he extended his divine sense into it, he naturally understood the meaning of those two characters.
Many ancient Dao scripts had strange forms and could only be comprehended through one's own understanding.
The words Avici conveyed a boundless, vast sensation. In ancient legends, there was said to be an Avici Hell in the world of the dead.
It meant the uninterrupted hell of eternal suffering, the lowest of all hells. Those who committed sins in life would enter the uninterrupted hell after death and suffer there.
Of course, having cultivated to his current level, he naturally understood that while many myths and legends might have some basis, even more were absurd and unrestrained. Countless living beings had their souls dissolve on the spot after death, never entering that legendary world of the dead—the eternal underworld.
As for the so-called Eighteen Levels of Hell, he had never seen them either.
Yet legends of the Eighteen Levels of Hell circulated throughout every world, so they were likely not so simple. Only, the world of the dead after death involved within them was a taboo even among gods.
From the two words Avici alone, he could sense a vast and ancient aura.
For this sword to dare bear the name of a legendary hell, it was naturally no ordinary weapon.